Steady running from my demise, aiming to rise
I'm just crawling up from the bottom don't let me slide
Losing fam is scary be wary who you rely, my niggas know if I got it I'll separate the supply
The homies moving molly and miley dreaming of pies
Resort to catching homies if opposition collide
Contort to these enviroments we were never surprised
Just constantly medicated sedated from hard times
Since a young'n I knew that this clock's ticking, never let an obstacle take over just stop
Listen
They're regulating this hating shit, elevating the pride
Killing comraderey as if they had the permission
Tunnel vision til you formulate your mission
Got some niggas so lowkey, can't even spell attention
See the snakes slithering like Harry Potter Nemesis
They plot on your downfall before you enter it. Sickening
Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, we know not what we do
Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, we know not what we do
F*cker's pessimistic to excellence and I love it
See 'em exit this is Exodus over to sleep's cousin
Display my exhibition that's breaking the neck of niggas hexing shine
Like the Exorcist we make the scene disgusting
A royal poet from the piss of poor with dreams of rolling 'round inside a Rolls Royce Real or not my nigga
Your choice
The loudest ones got no voice, how you figure?
You hold the brightest paint without a canvas for the picture
You catapult to plateaus, we elevate to great
Everything you'll ever need is here now, why wait?
You search for handouts and easy routes, I'm straight
This lawless life is a bar exam no debate
I'm flawed and yet I fight for the holy spirit to shed the sinning
God the Father on my side, no opposite to winning
Satan's magnetic and my heart is metal tinted, so I have to keep the faith on my side it's prosthetic
The demons wanna take my soul, for sure I'll never let em. Gotta keep kicking to my goals like Beckham
Carolina's diamond never shining, so ironic. A product of 1990's envisioned a hundred thousand
I'm pushing it to the limit where dreams come to fruition 'til I'm called up by the ultra light beam
That Yeezy mentioned
And on that day I step in the scene, I'll never finish. Yeah there's no ending
Mental dexerity colossal, no obstacles ever phase him
Know everything's possible, can not is a void statement
I'm following this map til I've pin-pointed my placement
See us shooting for the stars and it started all in the basement
You feed the masses lies about the worth of money, what the f*ck is you here for?
Spent my whole families life to get across the country, what the f*ck is the Lear for?
Time to make 'em stop and listen, try to clear their vision before I pull up to the Clearport
And homie you don't warm up nothing while I'm pure combustion, bet it bust in your earlobe
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Steady running from my demise, aiming to rise
I'm just crawling up from the bottom don't let me slide
Losing fam is scary be wary who you rely, my niggas know if I got it I'll separate the supply
The homies moving molly and miley dreaming of pies
Resort to catching homies if opposition collide
Contort to these enviroments we were never surprised
Just constantly medicated sedated from hard times
Since a young'n I knew that this clock's ticking, never let an obstacle take over just stop
Listen
They're regulating this hating shit, elevating the pride
Killing comraderey as if they had the permission
Tunnel vision til you formulate your mission
Got some niggas so lowkey, can't even spell attention
See the snakes slithering like Harry Potter Nemesis
They plot on your downfall before you enter it. Sickening
Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, we know not what we do
Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, we know not what we do
F*cker's pessimistic to excellence and I love it
See 'em exit this is Exodus over to sleep's cousin
Display my exhibition that's breaking the neck of niggas hexing shine
Like the Exorcist we make the scene disgusting
A royal poet from the piss of poor with dreams of rolling 'round inside a Rolls Royce Real or not my nigga
Your choice
The loudest ones got no voice, how you figure?
You hold the brightest paint without a canvas for the picture
You catapult to plateaus, we elevate to great
Everything you'll ever need is here now, why wait?
You search for handouts and easy routes, I'm straight
This lawless life is a bar exam no debate
I'm flawed and yet I fight for the holy spirit to shed the sinning
God the Father on my side, no opposite to winning
Satan's magnetic and my heart is metal tinted, so I have to keep the faith on my side it's prosthetic
The demons wanna take my soul, for sure I'll never let em. Gotta keep kicking to my goals like Beckham
Carolina's diamond never shining, so ironic. A product of 1990's envisioned a hundred thousand
I'm pushing it to the limit where dreams come to fruition 'til I'm called up by the ultra light beam
That Yeezy mentioned
And on that day I step in the scene, I'll never finish. Yeah there's no ending
Mental dexerity colossal, no obstacles ever phase him
Know everything's possible, can not is a void statement
I'm following this map til I've pin-pointed my placement
See us shooting for the stars and it started all in the basement
You feed the masses lies about the worth of money, what the f*ck is you here for?
Spent my whole families life to get across the country, what the f*ck is the Lear for?
Time to make 'em stop and listen, try to clear their vision before I pull up to the Clearport
And homie you don't warm up nothing while I'm pure combustion, bet it bust in your earlobe
I'm just crawling up from the bottom don't let me slide
Losing fam is scary be wary who you rely, my niggas know if I got it I'll separate the supply
The homies moving molly and miley dreaming of pies
Resort to catching homies if opposition collide
Contort to these enviroments we were never surprised
Just constantly medicated sedated from hard times
Since a young'n I knew that this clock's ticking, never let an obstacle take over just stop
Listen
They're regulating this hating shit, elevating the pride
Killing comraderey as if they had the permission
Tunnel vision til you formulate your mission
Got some niggas so lowkey, can't even spell attention
See the snakes slithering like Harry Potter Nemesis
They plot on your downfall before you enter it. Sickening
Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, we know not what we do
Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, we know not what we do
F*cker's pessimistic to excellence and I love it
See 'em exit this is Exodus over to sleep's cousin
Display my exhibition that's breaking the neck of niggas hexing shine
Like the Exorcist we make the scene disgusting
A royal poet from the piss of poor with dreams of rolling 'round inside a Rolls Royce Real or not my nigga
Your choice
The loudest ones got no voice, how you figure?
You hold the brightest paint without a canvas for the picture
You catapult to plateaus, we elevate to great
Everything you'll ever need is here now, why wait?
You search for handouts and easy routes, I'm straight
This lawless life is a bar exam no debate
I'm flawed and yet I fight for the holy spirit to shed the sinning
God the Father on my side, no opposite to winning
Satan's magnetic and my heart is metal tinted, so I have to keep the faith on my side it's prosthetic
The demons wanna take my soul, for sure I'll never let em. Gotta keep kicking to my goals like Beckham
Carolina's diamond never shining, so ironic. A product of 1990's envisioned a hundred thousand
I'm pushing it to the limit where dreams come to fruition 'til I'm called up by the ultra light beam
That Yeezy mentioned
And on that day I step in the scene, I'll never finish. Yeah there's no ending
Mental dexerity colossal, no obstacles ever phase him
Know everything's possible, can not is a void statement
I'm following this map til I've pin-pointed my placement
See us shooting for the stars and it started all in the basement
You feed the masses lies about the worth of money, what the f*ck is you here for?
Spent my whole families life to get across the country, what the f*ck is the Lear for?
Time to make 'em stop and listen, try to clear their vision before I pull up to the Clearport
And homie you don't warm up nothing while I'm pure combustion, bet it bust in your earlobe
Writer: Chris P.
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid